Eight hundred and fifty-ninth chapters spiritual exchange in space
The curse of Mograine's Spirit of Vengeance cannot be directly dispelled, which is a bit beyond Xu Zhi's expectation. He had seen Atma and Gora releasing dispersing magic on the battlefield, and thought that the two of them could dispel the black streak on his shoulders.
Where is the shadow.
"The power of the spirit of vengeance is very strong. It is a curse released with life. It will continue to eat away at your vitality and is very difficult to eradicate."
"This kind of damage will make the magic treatment effect weaker and weaker. With Gora and I's ability to dispel magic, it will take a year to weaken the power of the curse, but I'm afraid you won't survive that time.
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To a certain extent, the old man Atema was right. Ordinary people suffering from this kind of curse can only wait for death.
However, Xu Zhi felt that he could still struggle for a while. After leaving the ruins and the transformation of heaven and earth, the duration of this curse is likely to be shortened a lot. He can also seek help from high-level practitioners. Perhaps the inner energy can directly expel this curse.
curse.
"The only one who can be marked with Mograine's soul is Vidnina. If you don't want to die immediately, I personally recommend that you stay away from her for at least a hundred kilometers to reduce her ability to curse later."
"Perhaps it would be a good idea to go to Shenmu Castle. The elves there should be able to heal your injuries and disperse them along the way."
"If you can kill Widnina, pretend I didn't say anything."
It is a bit difficult to kill a big boss. It would be okay if the opponent is alone, but as the city lord, Widnina has many soldiers around her. Even if she loses the war, the people around the opponent are not strong enough for him to resist.
"So, I have to run for my life now."
Xu Zhi briefly explained his situation and quickly packed his luggage for a while.
Yan Jinbai, who was very sick, could only recuperate here. Originally, Xu Zhi had planned to regenerate the ring for this young man's medical treatment tomorrow. Now it seems that his own life is a little more important, and he must stay away from Widnina, the Queen of Death.
The lord of the city is a sharp sword hanging over his head.
"Lend me your pendant for a few days. Just to be on guard, I won't be struck by that woman's lightning bolt."
"Food, water, and medicine are all placed here. Pearl will send someone to release healing spells for you. The healing effect is much stronger than using a bottle to sprinkle water. By the way, don't make any planes in this city. Remember to bring our gold coins.
Get out, this will complete our big mission."
"I have a hard life. I will make it out of the ruins alive. See you in five days."
Looking at Yan Jinbai's eyes that wanted to speak, Xu Zhi scratched his head and felt that he had finished what the other party wanted to say directly. A real man can say goodbye so neatly.
"Can you please move your precious foot away? You stepped on my hand, it hurts, cough cough cough...be careful."
Yan Jinbai let out a series of coughs. If possible, he really didn't want to speak. Dracula stabbed him in the gut with a sword, and the injury almost killed him.
"I am sorry."
Xu Zhi moved his feet, and Yan Jinbai didn't know whether he was asking him to be careful to save his life or to be careful not to step on his hand.
Xu Zhi silently closed the door, straightened the crown of the mythical beast on his head, blew a loud whistle, and Swollen Eyes and the Slobbering Beast flew over instantly.
"Take me to escape and run towards Shenmu Castle."
Xu Zhi lay down on Zhuangyan in despair. Seeing that the sky was getting dark and he was injured, he had to run for his life. It was a miserable life.
Without this curse, he could still hang out in Yeliu City, get some items to exchange for some relic weapons, recover some blood, and offset the cost of the relics. The rest of the time would be relaxing and enjoyable. Now he can only run away in panic.
Like a bereaved dog, it is impossible not to be depressed.
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There are many people in the ruins who are in the same situation as him, or even worse. For example, Vidnina, the good lord of the City of Death, has strong soldiers and horses. If it is in the city, whether it is the jungle or the dark elves, it is almost impossible to capture it.
City of Death.
Now that the Imperial Guards had been beaten to pieces, the bunch of necromancers under her command were dead and disabled, and most of the undead she controlled were dead. When they retreated in panic, Vidnina was even a little confused.
This war was a complete failure. It seems that the jungle has never been fought before, and people even bought low prices in my hometown.
In the ancient times, it was right for many big countries not to allow magicians to lead armies in battles. With her style of fighting, if she had led the army, Diya would have probably perished long ago.
"It's all caused by those two thieves, ah, damn thieves..."
In the temporary campsite, Vidnina angrily threw some debris around, leaving a mess all around.
"Vidnina, you need to take a good rest now, after all, you just put your head back together."
"I'm so angry, Heath, wuwuwu, I've lost everything, the artifact is gone, the city is gone, the soldiers are gone, and my life is almost gone."
Widnina thought about that sudden blow. If she hadn't reacted in time and released the Banshee's Wail to injure the opponent, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
The other party's method was very sophisticated, and it seemed that there was some kind of special power contained in it. If she was stabbed twice more and her head was chopped into pieces, it would cost a lot to restore her body to its original state. This made her feel lingering fear. She already had
I haven't been on the verge of death for many years.
"If you continue to chase that female thief, I won't succumb to her power. Hum, I can't let go of the other little thief either."
Both of them now have the mark of her release. Although things are out of control, Widnina still has some ways to control the situation.
"No one can be unlucky for so long, and no one can stay alive for a long time under the curse of the vengeful spirit."
Widnina sneered. One is a carefully set long-term state of possession that reduces morale and luck, which will lead to physical weakness and even extreme unlucky. The longer the time, the more severe the unlucky will be.
One is the curse of Mograine's spirit of vengeance, which constantly damages the body and is almost impossible to remove.
These are two very long-lasting curses. Even if there is a big dispersion, it will take a long time to operate, not to mention that the elves don't have that kind of master.
"Sacred weapon, if there is a sacred weapon, why would it end up like this?"
"If the teacher had learned from the Brakada Highlands and made a few more cursed armors, even if they were fakes, and the four major curses would come out at once, who in the world would be able to stop them."
Thinking back and forth, Widnina felt that both she and Sandro were defeated because of lack of preparation and fought battles they shouldn't have fought.
"You can also cast a curse on that little thief from a distance. Heath, what spell do you think is more suitable?"
The little thief in Widnina's mouth is Xu Zhi, and the other one is usually called a female thief, or a female thief.
"Vidnina, what you want is nothing more than information about the artifacts on their bodies. I suggest you take advantage of this curse to ask questions first."
"They seem to be outsiders from another world. If they disappear suddenly, even if they are cursed, it will be difficult for us to track them down. The gain outweighs the loss."
"First stabilize him. If the other party is willing to tell us the secret of the artifact, after fusing it, it will be easy for us to fight back to the City of Death. If we want to deal with those two thieves then, you can too."
Heath made a gesture of wiping her head. What she said seemed to make sense. Widnina felt that she should listen to her opinion carefully. She looked thoughtful.
In the dark night, Xu Zhi, who was lying on the back of the unicorn, suddenly heard a cold female voice in his ears.
"Well, please, can you tell me the secret of the cursed armor?"